Chapter 681: A Little Knowledge
Chapter 681: A Little Knowledge
"I never expected that just by stepping out of my cave, I would encounter that greedy fat cultivator who has been eyeing me for so long."
"Fortunately, it was a smooth journey, and I was able to take care of him without any real danger. Now, I can finally be at ease."
"Wait, it's not completely resolved yet. At the very least, I need to find out how he knew my whereabouts."
In the Thunderfire Cave, Lu Chen, also known as Lu Xuan, emerged from the soil and appeared outside the formation of his cave abode.
Having already scouted the surroundings with the Void Nightmare Eye and confirmed no abnormalities, he immediately deactivated the formation and entered his abode, his heart finally relaxing.
"Although it seemed smooth this time in dealing with that Core Formation cultivator, I actually had to use almost all the means at my disposal."
Despite being at the early Core Formation stage, Lu Xuan did not let this successful elimination of a mid Core Formation cultivator breed any arrogance within him.
The ease with which he had vanquished his opponent was entirely due to the high-grade treasures he had obtained from the sphere of light.
The low-grade magical artifact, the Peacock King Sword, the Gluttonous Beast Bag, the fifth-grade treasures—the Multi-armed Corpse Slave, the Mirage Sound Pearl, the Void Nightmare Eye, and the God-piercing Cone, as well as two crucial sixth-grade treasures.
The Ghostly Sorrowful Picture, ideal for control, and the Prison King Kong Statue, perfect for offense, and both possessing the ability to restrain demonic and evil beings.
With these numerous high-grade treasures, coupled with his own robust physical body and two fifth-grade sword techniques, he was able to effortlessly dispose of his foe.
As for the countless fleshy chunks of meat and blood within the Gluttonous Beast Bag, there was no need to worry about them causing any harm.
After refining the Gluttonous Beast Bag into a magical artifact, not only had the space expanded further, allowing for effortless retrieval and storage, but it had also gained the sealing ability that most spatial artifacts possessed.
Furthermore, most of the flesh chunks were suppressed by the buddha energy of the Prison King Kong Statue, and the small portion that had escaped was heavily injured and posed no significant threat.
"It's time to settle the score with you."
He arrived in the courtyard and set up a restriction. The Peacock King Sword danced in the air around him, and the Taiyi Thunder Talisman hovered, ready to strike.
Subsequently, with a thought, dozens of black-red fleshy chunks flew out from the Gluttonous Beast Bag.
As soon as they appeared, the flesh seemed to be freed from their restraints and actively drew closer to Lu Xuan.
A cold smile curved Lu Xuan's lips as the Peacock King Sword let out a crisp sword cry. The buddha light flourished, and a golden light encircled all the flesh, once again dividing them into evenly sized chunks.
The flesh chunks struggled, sprouting dark green fleshy buds that danced wildly, attempting to reconnect with the other pieces.
"You should accept your current state obediently. If I cut you into smaller pieces again, you might not even have the ability to move later on."
Lu Xuan's lips curled upward as he coldly addressed the mass of dying flesh chunks floating before him.
Hearing this, the flesh chunks froze in mid-air.
The fat cultivator's divine soul emerged from one of the chunks, his face filled with fear as he looked at Lu Xuan.
"Fellow Daoist, your concealment was truly too deep!!
"I dare say that no cultivator could have imagined that a spiritual herbologist who stays in his cave abode every day would possess so many rare treasures!!"
"I admit my defeat this time. It's my fault for underestimating you!"
The cultivator's divine soul spoke in a muted voice, his tone laden with infinite regret.
As a mid Core Formation cultivator, his cultivation was only one minor realm higher than Lu Xuan's, and he had ample experience in life-and-death battles. He had thought that dealing with Lu Xuan would be easy, but he had never expected to be effortlessly overcome by Lu Xuan's successive use of treasures.
"As a spiritual herbologist who is not adept at combat, it is reasonable for me to enhance my self-protection by selling the spiritual herbs I cultivate in exchange for some treasures, is it not?"
Lu Xuan said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"Never mind, never mind. My loss is due to my own inadequacy. Fellow Daoist, there's no need to rub it in. Do as you please."
"You should be well aware of your fate, but before that, I have one more question for you."
"How did you know of my whereabouts?"
"Fellow Daoist, being a spiritual herbologist, would naturally attend the small gathering hosted by the reclusive Yu Lin in the Cyanwood Cave. I lay in wait at the entrance of Cyanwood Cave, but I never expected..."
Blurred facial features, shrunken to a fraction of their original size, emerged from the surface of the fatty cultivator's flesh, and he spoke in a low voice.
"Do you think I would believe you?"
Lu Xuan's expression was calm. The timing and location of the ambush by this cultivator had been too precise. Despite his caution, this cultivator had found an opportunity to strike. It would have been incredibly difficult to achieve this without some special means.
"If that's truly the case, then why would I, a mid-Core Formation cultivator, need to rely on other methods?"
The blurred facial features on the flesh spoke with a hint of resentment.
"If you don't cooperate, then I'll have no choice but to use some special methods on you."
A smile played at the corners of Lu Xuan's mouth.
"By chance, I obtained a heretical cultivation technique, and I have some understanding of soul-searching secret techniques and the like. I just haven't had the opportunity to use them yet. You'll make a fine experiment."
As Lu Xuan spoke, he didn't wait for a reaction from the mass of flesh. A drop of essence blood seeped out from his fingertip, and with a flick of his spiritual sense, black lines flew out from the cultivator's flesh chunks and merged into the essence blood.
In an instant, all the essence blood within the chunks of flesh ignited, the blood fire burning like a bone-deep ulcer that couldn't be dispelled. It didn't just affect the flesh; it seemed to be burning the cultivator's divine soul as well.
Lu Xuan watched quietly as the flesh sizzled, the cultivator's anguished howls ringing in his ears.
This art was called the Burning Blood Technique, derived from the sixth-grade cultivation technique, the Blood Nerve Classic. While Lu Xuan hadn't cultivated the technique itself, he had, in his spare time, mastered a few of the blood path secret techniques that accompanied it, which he could now use in this situation.
"Fellow Daoist, stop! I'll talk!"
It wasn't until the fatty cultivator's remnant soul begged for mercy that Lu Xuan withdrew the Burning Blood secret technique.
"I did indeed have a general idea that you would be attending that gathering of spiritual herbologists. So, I specifically found a cultivator from Greenwood Cave and used a little trick to find out about your movements."
"Who?"
At this, Lu Xuan's expression turned cold.
"Huang Yan Dou, a Core Formation cultivator from Greenwood Cave."
The image of the thin, elderly man immediately sprang to Lu Xuan's mind. He was a Core Formation cultivator in the early stages and had exuded a peculiar aura of heretical spiritual herbs when he had approached Lu Xuan before.
"He also cultivates quite a few spiritual herbs and is very interested in the spiritual herbs in Fellow Daoist Lu's spirit fields. When he learned that I intended to deal with you, he readily agreed to help."
"What method did he use to allow you to find me without my detection?" Lu Xuan asked calmly.
"It's a type of pollen from a flower called the 'Dustless Flower.' The pollen is colorless, odorless, and invisible to the naked eye. In an environment like Greenwood Cave, even if it falls on a cultivator, it won't arouse any suspicion."
"But there is a unique insect that is extremely sensitive to the pollen of the Dustless Flower and has a distinct sensing ability. I relied on that insect to roughly figure out your location and set up an ambush in advance."
The mountain of flesh's divine soul explained in detail to Lu Xuan.
"Excellent. You can keep your body intact, but you might still be of some use, so I'll spare your small life for now."
Lu Xuan smiled as he spoke.
(End of Chapter)
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